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Welcome to this Spring/Summer issue of the journal. After the last few years of pandemic and wars, although many things in the world are still problematic, it seems that there is a lighter mood in the air and in the haiku of this issue. There are still a number of powerful haiku about death and loss, but also some lighthearted ones, and as usual, many sensitive nature haiku. Hope you enjoy the selection! Bruce Ross, Maine, USA wildflowers
a butterfly pollinates my dreams Vincenzo Adamo, Italy spring snow plucking pear blossoms from baby’s ringlets Farah Ali, UK guidelines through dragonfly wings my open journal Michelle V. Alkerton, Canada no older than I’ve ever been . . . snow pea blossom Cynthia Anderson, USA mountain hike caressed by the scent of wild lavender Emma Alexander Arthur, Norway frost warning a curled bud clings to itself morning pause the pulse of sap in the maple Marilyn Ashbaugh, USA taking off a dreamer’s sky of geese just for you I leave a leaf for humanity Joanna Ashwell, UK chasing a memory moon tide Susan B. Auld, USA spring morning a toddler’s smile full of light not sure what the future holds vernal equinox Mona Bedi, India Ursa Major an old spruce forest also points in my garden clog a tiny spider weaves I go barefoot Millicent Bee, USA burnished sunset a little girl’s wish utters itself crépuscule redoré le désir d'une fillette s'énonce lui-même Maxianne Berger, Canada so sudden how a marsh hawk’s shadow scatters ducks Sally Biggar, USA spring morning I sing to a world in birdsong Shawn Blair, USA summer afternoon the honeybee attracted to her sunflower pin Nancy Brady, USA inchworm inching up a thread ripe raspberries Randy Brooks, USA mountain violet the sunrise and I B.L. Bruce, USA a grasshopper flits over a train track my faraway dreams John Budan, USA mexican hats tremble under the weight of bees deep summer Alanna C. Burke, USA midnight moon in the mango tree fruit bat prattle Matthew Caretti, USA/American Samoa her dahlias blooming red by the road empty house Louise Carson, Canada path to my hut a robin song from the thickets of bamboo Ram Chandran, India beside the whitewater a faint fluttering in the ferns Tom Clausen, USA dad’s grave spring scents mingle in the air la tomba di papà i profumi primaverili si mescolano nell’aria Maria Concetta Conti, Italy Cranes flying – I bend my paper into a thousand folds. Sophia Conway, Canada a cricket sings through a leaf hole rising gibbous Bill Cooper, USA the place no one wants dandelions bloom insistent the knock of a woodpecker Evan Coram, USA spring tide a fisherman catches the moon Sue Courtney, New Zealand no trespassing – wild honeysuckle climbs over the sign Tina Crenshaw, USA saying goodbye – a drop of rain rolls down the orange leaf Ashesh Das, India back at night the frogs’ voices lead us in the dark retour de nuit les crapauds nous guident sur le chemin Marie Derley, Belgium morning breeze between lemon branches an empty nest Tuyet Van Do, Australia heirloom seeds placing a few extra in each hole Carmela Dolce, USA waiting in silence the humpback whales release their breath broken promise the ocean and sky become one C. Jean Downer, USA teach me to accept light early daffodil научи ме да приемам светлина ранен нарцис Radostina Dragostinova, Bulgaria reincarnated Zen gardener now raking patterns in his litter box John J. Dunphy, USA end of summer – raising their wings stork chicks sfârşitul verii – înălţând aripile puii de barză Carmen Duvalma, Romania riverside trail . . . still leafless enough to see all the new nests Anna Eklund-Cheong, France bright birdsong binding the broken cup kintsugi gold Jonathan English, USA the many winds back again in breath of words nā kini makani eia hou ana i ka hanu ‘ōlelo David Kāwika Eyre, Hawai’i/USA soaring hawk . . . a piece of sunshine between each feather Bill Fay, USA the song of my boyhood . . . spring peepers Jeffrey Ferrara, USA the dancing lights of Sumatran fireflies – coda to my dream all thought sinks to the well’s dark bottom a sweltering nigh Lorin Ford, Australia deep breath the fragrance of bird cherry on a rainy day głęboki oddech zapach czeremchy w deszczowy dzień recovery behind my mom’s ear a daisy flower powrót do zdrowia za uchem mojej mamy kwiat stokrotki Małgorzata Formanowska, Poland back to breath on an earthen path wind through the reeds beat of gannet wings dusk taking me deeper Jenny Fraser, New Zealand her dementia . . . resembling the robin song la sua demenza . . . ricorda la canzone del pettirosso Barbara Anna Gaiardoni, Italy full moon picking out the rims of distant hills leaping through pools of light a squirrel Mike Gallagher, Ireland Summer is coming – a little foal named Tobias Llega el verano – un potrillo llamado Tobìas Rafael Garcia Bidò, Dominican Republic taking a new road field upon field of cherry blossoms Marilyn Gehant, USA abandoned gravestones mothers’ old prayers whispered by the wind lapidi abbandonate vecchie preghiera delle madri susurrate dal vento almost dawn a commuter follows the trail of a lone star quasi l’alba un pendolare segue la scia di una stella solitaria Eufemia Griffo, Italy lichen on bricks how to tell children who’s winning Charles Harmon, USA windless air the nature of a tree also in silence country road there was a time she sang with skylarks John Hawkhead, UK buttering toast mom tells me how to spread her ashes Kerry J Heckman, USA effortlessly an iceberg falls into the sea disappears 難なく 氷山が落ちる なくなる nan’naku Hyōzan ga ochiru nakunaru Judith Hishikawa, USA a light at the end of the day first firefly camellia knowing when to fall Ruth Holzer, USA summer cattails a small girl releases a frog Frank Hooven, USA fresh lime colors the canopy daylight buds Deborah Burke Henderson, USA the old bull stands his ground jackrabbit Lee Hudspeth, USA spring breeze susurration of mitchell grass beneath a sickle moon Marilyn Humbert, Australia gentle breeze pink petals dripping out of the blue boare uşoară picurînd din senin petale roz Mona Iordan, Romania red grains I hold a cracked pomegranate in my hand crvena zrnca držim u ruci raspukli nar Dejan Ivanovic, Serbia rice rain – simmering in the pot the porridge for her 粥煮ゆる音のやさしき穀雨かな kayu niyuru oto no yasashiki kokuwu kana Keiko Izawa, Japan letting go – a butterfly folds and unfolds the scent of colours Lakshmi Iyer, India spring tide – the Sea of Tranquility keeps me up all night Rick Jackofsky, USA summer evening children playing hide and seek in the sugarcane field Govind Joshi, India Evening moon – tadpoles a kid forgot in the bucket 宵の月子の忘れたる桶の蝌蚪 Satoru Kanematsu, Japan salt marshes . . . rainbow droplets bloom on water Deborah Karl-Brandt, Germany evening sun the fire of robinsong kj munro, Canada the stuttered hoot of an owl through the silence a melancholy echo Kim Klugh, USA summer downpour mom unties the ribbon from her hair bun ljetni pljusak majka razvezuje traku iz punđe Nina Kovacic, Croatia desert window a coyote seems to have heard tonight’s dreams Jeff Kressman, USA pruning . . . a lock of her son’s hair that she keeps obrezovanje . . . ta pramen sinovih las ki ga še hrani Samo Kreutz, Slovenia darkness missing you silver moon this robin outside my window wishing me awake Jill Lange, USA a chink in the rain where light slips in blue chicory Kathryn Liebowitz, USA scudding clouds a flock of waxwings shreds the cherry blossoms Kristen Lundquist, USA the sky dappled with cotton candy clouds . . . summer fair 天空佈滿 棉花糖形狀的雲彩 ... 夏季博覽會 Chen-ou Liu, Canada spring I lose track of the sun’s comings and goings Gregory Longenecker, USA rebuilding . . . twigs and sunbeams intertwined in the swallows’ nests ricostruzione . . . ramoscelli e raggi di sole intrecciati nei nidi delle rondini scentless flowers the smell of sun in my hands fiori senza profumo l’odore del sole tra le mie mani Oscar Luparia, Italy raking wet leaves . . . remembering what made the old scar Anthony Lusardi, USA summer solstice the dry riverbed face of my grandfather Bipasha Majumder (De), India spring cleaning those long love letters into pieces now Devoshruti Mandal, India Holy Week my caterpillar becomes chrysalis settimana santa il mio bruco diventa crisalide Carmela Marino, Italy a crow’s caw lost in flight . . . such fog on the distant shore Richard L. Matta, USA Birds are drinking from a dripping tap Times of drought Beben los pàjaros de un grifo que gotea Tiempo de seca Lìa Miersch, Argentina wind dies down the solo of a cricket somewhere il vento si placa l’assolo di un grillo da qualche parte Daniela Misso, Italy fiddleheads so insistent the baby’s grasp Beverly Acuff Momoi, USA the rain pares rose petals down to nothing – memory fading la pioggia riduce a nulla i petali di rosa dissolvenza della memoria Luciana Moretto, Italy siblings in the plantain grove hand-in-hand Suraj Nanu, India perhaps in the next life . . . sakura twilight . . . a fawn sipping silence Veronika Zora Novak, Canada magnolia blossoms the mute swans’ courtship dance cvet magnolije labodov grbcev dvoritveni ples unfolding from the river mist elderflower scent odvija se iz rečne megle vonj bezgovega cvetja Polona Oblak, Slovenia gathered seeds the growing wildness of my garden seacliff daisies just beyond reach spring tide Helen Ogden, USA step stones the fragile curve of her spine August afternoon shimmering on stone crescent suns Debbie Olson, USA its trunk glossier in the spring evening rain – Himalayan birch Maeve O’Sullivan, Ireland magpie songs – the space between dream and dawn Scott Packer, Canada cemetery gates the caretaker shows me the way forward first light bending to the brook doe shadow John Pappas, USA March rain just for a day the same winter gloom Vandana Parashar, India Blue damselflies – dancing lights in the woods Hiking at sunrise . . black-tailed deer in canyon mist M.R. Pelletier, USA sycamore sapling a hooded crow calls high in the trees blackcap song . . . ripples from the mist reach the lough’s shore Thomas Powell, N. Ireland country clothesline – the afternoon unfolding Tony Pupello, USA butterfly wings silent silhouettes on the shade Carol Raisfeld, USA water beads roll off mint sherbet homecoming Kavita Ratna, India workday over the evening lit by daffodils Dian Duchin Reed, USA the quiet house . . . almost hearing my dead dog bark Edward J. Rielly, USA within the brush pile downed magnolia branches blossom Aron Rothstein, USA memorial service her voice breaking on the word joy Agnes Eva Savich, USA longest day canoeing until we become silhouettes Julie Schwerin, USA raft of ducks dawdle the hours away no plans either Ronald Scully, USA even the egret lingers longer summer solstice Paula Sears, USA sudden rain looking for some shelter a butterfly enters afternoon tea I contemplate sakura in each sip Manoj Sharma, Nepal cherry blossoms he needs more time to come home Richa Sharma, India Peonies fallen the fragrance still spreading on the ground 散りてなほ地に香をひろぐ牡丹かな Kyoko Shimizu, Japan spring dawn my dad tunes his flute to the birds’ song пролетно утро баща ми настройва флейтата си за песента на птиците Tsanka Shishkova, Bulgaria a trout disappears in the tree’s shadow – flowing river एक ट्राउट लुप्त वृक्ष की छाया में-- बहती नदी Neena Singh, India railroad station my father closes his eyes Joshua St. Claire, USA sweet tea day her apron swaddles picked flowers pink amaryllis the journey of life in her songs Stephenie Story, USA sun salutation a thimbleful of dew in each buttercup thawing lake the hockey net catches a trout Debbie Strange, Canada dandelion clocks . . . with a breath I am become new leaf to new leaf . . . the butterfly he’ll never be Kyle Sullivan, Taiwan cherry blossoms whilst all the snowflakes turn to snow Herb Tate, UK little waves bottom up to shore the old turtle Andrew Terrell, Australia filling up the squeaky clean sky spring starlight Angela Terry, USA May Day the sparrows sing a little louder May Day burung gereja berkicau lebih nyaring lagi Elisa Theriana, Indonesia beachcombing among the shell fragments mermaid tears Richard Tice, USA shutters closed – over the mountain village storm clouds obloane închise – peste satul de munte nori de furtună Maria Tirenescu, Romania mountain village a chimney sweeper moth flits through the grass Xenia Tran, Scotland UK grounding myself in simpler times wood anemones C.X. Turner, UK greening forest longed for songs return to the trees Kevin Valentine, USA her absence the spaces between raindrops in the attic a forgotten childhood aroma of heat David Watts, USA mulberry harvest the first and the last of the cedar wax wings Christine Wenk-Harrison, USA Turkish delight the pink perfume of a summer dawn Tony Williams, Scotland, UK crescent moon – the first blackbird-song of the year Juliet Wilson, UK spring flowers the garden gnomes play hide and seek Robert Witmer, Japan peeling away layers the sycamore and me Valorie Broadhurst Woerdehoff, USA spring offering – she places another mushroom in her basket Wai Mei Wong, Canada spring snow my father’s steps faltering Susan Yavaniski, USA Comments are closed.
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